Phil: A little boy eight years oldIn a semi-circle, eyes aglowOur teacher told us stories every dayKenny: Huck Finn on the MississippiFire breathin' dragonsWith my friends with meFrom our homeroom to the Milky WayWe were lost among the pagesAnd in the voice of Mrs.Davis, she said

Words are your wheelsTo take you anywhere you feelPhil: Where you can laugh or you can cryAnd let your imagination flyLet it lead you where it willSara: Your mind is an automobileAnd words are your wheels

Phil There's an old man with all he's doneIn his 98 laps around the sunSomehow he never learned to read or writeB&D: And there's a kind soul who's had the pleasureOf helping him tie the words togetherIt's never too late to change a lifeNow there's a smile on his faceAnd there's a young heart standing in his place

Words are your wheelsTo take you anywhere you feelWhere you can laugh or you can cryLet your imagination flyLet it lead you where it willYour mind is an automobileAnd words are your wheels

Martina:Don't need a rocketship, no red balloon to take a tripThe pages on your fingertips aloneWill take you where you want to goPhil: Words are you wheels

Words are your wheelsTo take you anywhere you feelWhere you can laugh and you can cryLet your imagination flyLet it take you where it willSara: Your mind is an automobileAnd words are your wheels

Phil: Words are you wheelsSara: Words are you wheelsPhil: Words are your wheelsSara: Oh,words are your wheels